The dinner came to an end and Celine did not see the mysterious crab. Afterwards, Monsieur Bisset and all the other landlords joined Prince Eric to talk about the alliance, the business that had brought them there in the first place. So wives, daughter and all companions had retired to their bedrooms. But Celine was too excited to be in that beautiful palace, so she decided to take a walk around. She turned in a corridor and found Princess Ariel with her daughter.

"Melody, where is Sebastian?"

"Oh, I don't know," the girl said. "I think he went for something to eat".

"I hope no one sees him tonight"

"Don't worry, mother".

"Well, darling, you have to go back to your room and go to bed. I have to join your father".

"Can I come?"

"No, my dear, I'm sorry. I will be very boring anyway. Come on, go to bed now. Oh! Madmoiselle Bisset"

"Your highness".

"Is there something you need?"

"Oh, no. I was just... looking for some fresh air."

"Very well, if you need anything let us know. Good night"

"Good night, Princess. And good night to you, young Princess Melody"

Celine kept on walking and her steps led her to another, narrower corridor. Suddenly she heard two voices comming form a door. One had a strong French accent and yelled very angry.

"I don't care what ze princes say! I'll cut you in half and serve you in your own juice!"

"Louis, calm down, man!" someone else screamed in a rather Jamaican accent.

Celine opened the door cunningly and spied inside. It was a pantry and the scene taking place in there was pretty strange: a chef was waving his meat cleaver and looking around the shelves. Then she saw something small and fast jumping from a basket of bread to a jar of sugar to hide. She knew right away what, or rather who it was.

"I will kill you! I will cook you if it's ze last thing I do!"

"Ehem..." Celine cleared her throat, making the chef turn to her. "Excuse me... huh... You must be the chef."

"Oui."

"Well, they are looking for you."

"Who?"

"Princess Ariel. Somethign about a problem with the dinner. A big problem, I belive. Somthing about the dinner."

"Mon Dieu!" he exclaimed and ran down the corridor, leaving her behind.

Celine looked around but she saw nothing. But she knew he was there.

"Come on, you can come out now", she said. Nothing.

The young woman closed the door so no one would see them. There was only one candle illuminating the small room.

"I know you're here. And I know what you are. I saw you at dinner, talking to Princess Melody," she said while looking around but still no one answered. "And following the rythm of the music... not very well, I must say."

"I beg your pardon!" the crab popped out of a sac of peas, indignant.

"I knew it!" she exclaimed.

Only then did Sebastian realize what a mistake this was. No one was supposed to see him and if they did, no human was suppose to talk to him. How could this be? But there was not comming back now. He stepped to the light and observed the woman. Sebastian's heart accelerated a little.

"Hello", she said as if talking to a crab was the most natural thing in the world. "Who are you?"

"I'm... Sebastian the crab."

"Ah, so you are Sebastian. I'm Celine Bisset, how do you do? I was kidding about the rythm, by the way. You did it pretty well."

"Oh, thank you, I must admit... Wait, wait a minute! Who told you 'bout me?"

"No one told me. I just saw you and... I don't know. I thought you were something special."

"Oh, man, this is wrong. You can't tell anyone 'bout me."

"But the princesses know you."

"Yes, yes. But they can't know about you talkin' to me. I'm not supposed to talk to any human guest."

"Human guest? What other kind of guests do you have around?"

"None!" he snapped.

"Oh," she said, taking a step back "I see I'm upsetting you. Very well, I'll leave. I hope that cook doesn't come back any soon. Excuse me."

"No, wait!" Sebastian jumped towards her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude, it's just... I'm not used to meet new people lately."

"Me neither. But I bet it's nice, huh? Come on, let get out of here."